Like I always did.
Like I still do.
My heart pounds as I look up at him, my breath catching.
Because this?
This feels like everything.
Like home.
Like something I’ve been searching for without even realizing it.
And that terrifies me.
Because I don’t know how this ends.
Don’t know if it lasts.
Don’t know if tomorrow will rip this apart all over again.
But right now?
Right now I don’t care.
I rest my head lightly against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
And for once—I let myself have it.
This moment.
This feeling.
This us.
Tomorrow can figure itself out.
Tonight?
Tonight I’m his.
And I think—maybe—he’s still mine, too.
Chapter 20-Benji
She feels right in my arms.
That’s the first thing that hits me.
Not the music. Not the crowd. Not the fact that we’re standing under a string of cheap twinkle lights in the middle of some cattle baron’s celebration.
It’s her.
Always her.
The way she fits against me like she was made for it. Like she remembers every step, every shift of my body, every damn thing we used to be.
I spin her slow, watching the way she moves.
